DYING TO SURVIVE (Dark Erotica) (26 page)

“If you want the truth, I have a spending problem,” Ami slurred her speech as she pronounced
spending.

“Oh really?” Ryan asked, hoping to keep Ami in this position for as long as possible.

Ami raised her left hand to her face and brushed her hair behind her ear. As she pulled her hand away from her face, she covered her mouth lightly and giggled. Slowly tilting her head to the right, she tried to reveal her tattoo to Ryan’s watchful eyes. She noticed his eyes alternating glances between her eyes and her breasts, and intending on leaning over the table as long as she could possibly do so.

“I think I’ve had too much wine,” Ami carefully raised one eyebrow and waited for Ryan to respond.

“Define too much,” Ryan responded.

“Well. I’ve reached the point of brutal honesty. You know the two most honest people on the planet?” Ami asked.

“Who’s that?” Ryan smiled as he continued to admire Ami’s natural beauty.

“Kids and drunks,” Ami whispered.

“You don’t say,” Ryan said as he leaned a few inches closer.

“I just said,” Ami giggled.

Ami inhaled a long, deep breath and held it as long as she could, exhaling slowly. She had imagined what Ryan would be like in person for some time now, and was quite pleased with his intriguing nature, handsome looks, and solid muscular build. Ami lowered her chin to almost touch the table, and curled her index finger, motioning for Ryan to come closer.

“I steal stuff,” Ami whispered as Ryan’s face moved within a foot of hers.

“Oh really? Why?” Ryan smiled as he asked the question.

Ami turned to her head in either direction, verifying that there was no one within earshot. Her face felt flush from her last glass of wine. Three was certainly more than she generally drank, but the initial thought of Ryan made her nervous, and she intended to just have enough to loosen up. At his insistence, she had ordered the third. She focused on Ryan and raised her palms to rest on her cheeks.

“It’s exciting and I like expensive stuff. Something about stealing makes me feel like a criminal, and I just love it. I know it’s childish and I should stop, but it’s really a rush to do it,” she said softly.

“Interesting,” Ryan said flatly.

“You’re interesting,” Ami responded immediately.

“You think so,” Ryan asked.

“Know so,” Ami responded before Ryan had actually finished speaking.

“Well, I’m
not
drunk, but I suspect I owe it to you to be brutally honest with you,” Ryan sighed.

“Shoot,” Ami looked into Ryan’s eyes and blinked exaggeratedly.

“Well, I’m all but sick of living here, and I’m ready to get out of this place. As I am sure you can tell that I am, and I have been attracted to you for some time. I just don’t see myself staying here,” Ryan paused and waited for Ami to respond.

Ami glanced at her half full glass of wine and turned to face Ryan again. Slowly, without looking, she reached over and slid the glass in front of her face. With her chin still resting in her right hand, and maintaining focus on Ryan, she tipped the glass to her lips and finished the wine.

“I hate this god forsaken city,” Ami hissed.

“But you’re in college, you need to finish,” Ryan said, hoping for a response that he didn’t expect.

“I don’t
need
to finish. I need entertained,” Ami turned, looked at her empty glass, and rolled her eyes.

“Well, along those lines, I have another subject I guess we should discuss,” Ryan slowly sat back in his chair and studied Ami’s face.

The night, as far as Ryan was concerned, had gone remarkably well. Although this was their first date, he felt an immediate connection to Ami. He had desired her for years, and while he felt that previous desire
could
have come into play, he believed his current attraction was solely based on what he learned of her from this dinner date. She, by all standards, was exactly what he desired, hoped for, and felt that he needed.

Wondering about his ability to actually have any form of long term relationship, and continue to feed his potential desire for what he believed to borderline psychotic behavior, he stared at Ami and smiled.

“It’s a sexual statement,” Ryan said softly.

“Finally,” Ami sighed.

Ryan smiled at Ami’s response. Although he doubted it, if Ami’s sexual desires were comparable to what his expectations of his own were, he felt he may be able to make something work. With no expectation, and a minimal amount of hope, he decided to be brutally honest. After all, her drunken state would certainly soften her response somewhat if she was offended.

“Well, sexually,” embarrassed, Ryan stumbled with his words.

Slowly, he inhaled a breath through his nose, exhaled, and continued.

“Sexually speaking, my wants, needs, and desires borderline criminality,” Ryan whispered.

“Thank God,” Ami batted her eyelashes and stared at Ryan without moving.

“I mean, you have no idea,” Ryan smiled.

“Thank God,” Ami responded.

“I’m afraid you have no idea,” Ryan whispered, feeling relieved that Ami had not expressed dissatisfaction over his statement.

“Enlighten me. Give me a
for instance
. A really fucking good one,” Ami turned, looked at her empty glass again, faced Ryan, and rolled her eyes.

Ryan sat back in his chair and thought. Quite shocked at Ami’s lack of concern regarding his potential sexual desires, he became excited about the possibility of her truly being the woman of his dreams. In a perfect world, if she were a sexual deviant, a murderer, and obsessed with money, he felt that they just might make it. As he chuckled to himself, he realized that she could potentially meet two out of three, considering her problem with stealing expensive articles of clothing.

Ryan leaned toward the center of the table and rested his hands on his chin. Slowly, he inhaled a short breath through his mouth and exhaled. His face a matter of inches from Ami’s, he could feel her sweet breath against his lips.

“I tied a woman to a bed once,” Ryan lied.

“And I fucked her face until she was almost unconscious. Then I untied her, turned her over and fucked her from behind until she couldn’t stand,” Ryan whispered, then slowly raised his eyebrows.

Ami batted her eyelashes and stared into Ryan’s eyes.

“After that, did you do anything exciting?” Ami whispered.

“That’s only the beginning,” Ryan assured her.

“Thank God. Because that sounded borderline vanilla to me,” Ami rolled her eyes as she spoke.

Trying to hide his excitement, Ryan chuckled lightly.

“You know,” Ami inhaled, pursed her lips, and blew her cheeks out as she exhaled.

“You know how you meet someone, and you just
know
. Like you know that person is
the
person?” Ami looked up into Ryan’s eyes.

“I suppose, why?” Ryan smiled.

“Because I think you’re
that
person,” Ami nodded her head lightly as she spoke.

“You really think so?” Ryan tilted his head and raised his palms in wonder.

“I think
this.
I would follow you to the fiery depths of hell,” Ami responded as she stared into Ryan’s eyes.

“To hell?” Ryan asked.

“To fucking hell,” Ami responded.

“To hell we’re headed,” Ryan smiled.

“Not quick enough,” Ami breathed.

“You ready?” Ryan asked.

“To follow you?” Ami asked.

Ryan nodded slowly.

“To hell?” Ami asked.

Ryan nodded once sharply.

Ami raised her right hand over her head and locked her elbow. While maintaining eye contact with Ryan, she cocked her head toward the aisle of the restaurant.

“Check please,” she shouted.

EPILOGUE

Even though the sun had been down for hours, the temperature was almost too much to bear. The Arizona summers often had temperatures at night in excess of a hundred degrees until long after sundown.

“It’s so fucking hot. I can’t believe you want the top off of this thing,” Ryan laughed.

“It’s a Jeep. It shouldn’t even
have
a top. You should take that little fabric fucker and toss it in the dumpster,” Ami responded as she looked toward the gas pumps and back toward Ryan.

“Well?” Ryan asked.

“You can either unzip ‘em or I will. Jesus, act like we haven’t done this before,” Ami rolled her eyes.

“Every time,” Ryan sighed.

“Yeah, every time we do
this
, we fuck
first
. Just in case. I can’t take any chances,” Ami responded.

As soon as Ryan unzipped his pants, Ami leaned over the console of the Jeep and began sucking his cock. Her lips worked up and down the thick shaft as it became fully erect in her mouth. As she sucked and slobbered, she cupped Ryan’s balls in her hand. Ryan began to moan as Ami groaned in pleasure.

“I can’t take it anymore,” Ryan laughed.

“Pussy,” Ami giggled as she lifted her head from Ryan’s lap.

“Move your arm,” Ami demanded as she raised her leg over the console.

“You’re going to face me?” Ryan asked as he turned and looked out each side of the Jeep and into the empty parking lot.

“It’s midnight in the middle of fuckwater Arizona – what are you afraid of?  I want you to bite my titties. Jesus. Can a girl get
any
satisfaction?” Ami shook her head as she climbed onto Ryan’s lap.

“Well, pull down your shorts,” Ami said as she hovered over Ryan’s waist, one hand on the console and one on the Jeeps half-door.

As Ryan pushed his cargo shorts to his knees, Ami lowered herself onto Ryan’s lap. As she positioned herself between Ryan and the steering wheel, she reached between Ryan and the jeeps door, and pulled the lever to recline the seat. As the seat reclined, she raised her dress to her waist.

“Fuck the shit out of me,” Ami growled.

Ryan reached between his legs and guided his stiff cock into Ami’s wet pussy. As she lowered herself onto the full length of his swollen shaft, she groaned. As she closed her eyes in pleasure, Ryan reached behind her back and placed his hands on top of her shoulders. Pressing his feet to the floorboard of the Jeep, he began to raise and lower his hips slowly.

“No, fuck me like it’s going to be the last time. Now fuck me,” Ami demanded in a stern tone.

Ami began to moan loudly as Ryan increased his speed. The sound of his thighs slapping against her ass and the back side of her legs echoed off of the concrete wall of the gas station. Pulling down on her shoulders, and forcing himself deep inside of her, Ryan began to growl.

“Fuck yes. Growl. God that makes me want to cum. Growl,” Ami pleaded as she opened her eyes momentarily.

As Ryan continued to pound himself deeply into Ami’s pussy, she reached up and pulled her dress down, revealing her breasts. Ryan’s continuous thrusts against her caused them to bounce considerably. Grasping her boobs in each of her hands, Ami began to pinch her nipples in between her index fingers and her thumbs.

“Talk shit while you fuck me baby, or I’m gonna forget you’re in there,” Ami said under her breath as she opened her eyes.

“You like that fat cock inside of your tight little pussy, you little whore?” Ryan asked in a stern demanding tone.

“Oh hell yes I do,” Ami shouted back.

“Squeeze those big titties for me, baby. Pinch those nipples,” Ryan demanded.

“Yes, baby whatever you say,” Ami responded as she pulled her nipples harshly.

“I love filling your little bitty pussy with my huge cock,” Ryan bellowed as he pounded deeper and deeper into Ami’s soaking wet pussy.

Ami bounced up and down from the force of Ryan fucking her, her boobs bouncing as her body raised and lowered on his thighs. With her eyes closed, she bit her bottom lip and grunted as she continued to pull on her nipples repeatedly.

“Fuck yes, I’m about there. Fuck me. God fuck me. Harder. Harder. Oh God yes. You fucking animal. Fuck me,” Ami screamed.

“I want you to cum all over me. Do you understand me, you little nympho?” Ryan mumbled as Ami bounced on his thighs.

“Bite my titties,” Ami screamed as she reached over Ryan’s shoulder sand grabbed his head.

Pulling his head into her chest, Ami screamed as Ryan began to bite her nipples and growl. His mouth alternating from one to the other, Ryan bit her nipples and pulled against her flesh with his teeth, stretching her breasts outward as he did so. As he continued to bite her breasts, he released her shoulders and wrapped his hands around her neck. His grip tightened with each stroke of his cock into her now soaking wet pussy.

“Oh God yes. Choke me. Choke…” Ryan’s grasp of her neck prevented her from continuing to speak.

Ami opened her eyes and closed them repeatedly as she looked down and watched Ryan bite her nipples. The large post mounted lamp illuminated her face enough that Ryan could see her eyes roll back as he forced himself deep into her pussy.

Ryan’s grasp of her neck prevented her from speaking any further. As he choked her tightly, his cock began to swell inside of her. Each upward thrust of his hips caused Ami to groan and grunt. As she opened her eyes and stared straight ahead, she coughed and gasped for air.

As Ryan exhaled a loud moan, he released Ami’s neck. Gasping for breath, she opened her eyes wide and screamed. As she shouted, Ryan’s cock pulsed as he reached climax, filling Ami with cum.

“Holy fuck. Now that’s an orgasm. Jesus fucking Christ. Don’t you dare move,” Ami shouted as she sat still on Ryan’s lap.

Ryan wiggled his hips.

She swung her right hand quickly and with great precision.

Whack!

“I said don’t move. Don’t make me slap your pretty face again,” Ami barked.

“You bitch. What did I tell you about slapping me?” Ryan growled as he wiped his hand across his face.

“
Sexy
bitch. And what did I tell you about moving?” Ami asked.

“Fair enough,” Ryan said as he wiggled his lower jaw.

“Okay. You about ready?” Ami asked.